This story takes place years ago. It starts in December. I was 30, single, and was in the best shape of my life.
This is when Tinder had just come out. I was swiping left and right and found it very amusing. I wasn’t necessarily looking for strictly hooking up, but really for anything. If a situation came up in which we bonded, I would definitely pursue a serious relationship.
Then, I came across Ellen. I was first drawn to her 6’2 frame. The “kiss me I’m tall and Irish” shirt she was wearing in her photo, the photos of her playing sports. The brief description that shared her interests. I immediately swiped right, hoping we would match. I put my phone away and fall asleep.
The next morning, I checked my phone. We had matched. I immediately got really horny and hard just thinking about her, but wanted to get to know her more obviously. We started talking. At first it was slow and very casual. I really wanted to get to know her first. We just kept talking and messaging. Over a two week period, we talked everyday. Then, I got her number. It was Christmas break. I got a few weeks off from work and went to see my family in another state. She went to see her family for Christmas break. We both agreed to hangout once we got back from the break.